Monday, November 15, 2004

1521

THE HOLINESS OF ADDICTS AT SMURF GRADUATION

Gone, coded over
With blissed blue
Wide light. Somewhere
Blue blind soul
Makes a habit of
Talking out of turn,
The brain listens
To the heavy heart,
Justice relative
To the payday's
Show me state.
They don't have to
Tie off or pop
At that particular
Moment, though
They might, what
With all the three-
Apples-high guys
Linking arms
And talking
In slightly different
Voices about Tintin
(Only one girl
In the graduating
Class). They're
Holy, all right,
Blessed out.